Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 6559 Millennium Reunion (32)

There was a deafening roar, and the purple air covering the mountains gradually dissipated.

At this moment, the Destroyer God used [-]% of his strength and swiped his sword back. The ax blade that was about to hit the mountain peak stopped suddenly.

After the formation was broken, waiting for the God of Destruction was naturally attacked by thousands of people from the Thousand Wings.

Tens of thousands of moves came from every corner in front of him. God of Destruction spent a lot of energy in order to receive the moves. He couldn't deal with it for a while, so he took out his destruction shield to block in front of him.

Once the formation is broken, the soldiers can rush into the territory of the Qianyi tribe and completely suppress the Qianyi tribe.

The shouts of killing sounded, but what the God of Destruction heard was not the sound of soldiers charging.

It was an order from the Emperor of Heaven: "Slay the rebels and destroy the gods."

But at this moment, Tian Hou, who was being detained by the Qianyi Clan, suddenly showed a triumphant smile on her face, as if she was showing off the victor.

God of Destruction frowned, realizing that Tianhou was not detained by the Qianyi clan, she was here to persuade the Qianyi clan to cooperate and deal with him!

At this moment, even if he didn't look back, the God of Destruction had already sensed the Heavenly Emperor who was attacking from behind.

Ten thousand feet of light pierced through the body, there was no pain, but the body gradually became cold, and thousands of shots flashed back to the thoughts in his mind.

And the conversation when he was drunk that night was also included in it, and he remembered it.

"Master, I want to marry you." Yu said slowly while pouring wine, looking at the drunken God of Destruction.

"I, I'm your master, you, what nonsense are you talking about." God of Destruction belched, and pointed to the empty wine glass: "Pour wine, it's delicious!"

"Why can't the apprentice marry the master, I just like being with the master."

Yu's eyes were clear and transparent, without flickering at all, they were so firm.

"Heh, heh, then you, I'll talk about it after you beat me."

Yu replied seriously: "Master, I will defeat you, and then marry you."

The God of Destruction suddenly realized, no wonder, after that night, Yu practiced so desperately.

It turned out that it was not the hatred, but the love and commitment to myself.

God of Destruction closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "What a fool."

The arrogant laugh of the Emperor of Heaven, the shouts of the soldiers, and the roars of the Qianyi tribe were all ignored by the God of Destruction at this moment, and all he could think of was Yu Qingqing's eyes.

The beliefs I held betrayed me, and the child who wanted to kill me for revenge was the one who cherished me the most.

At the last moment when the body died, countless golden lights shot from the God of Destruction towards the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the God of Destruction finally fell into the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

In the Palace of Destruction, Yu Xinkou, who was practicing in the mountains, suddenly felt a sharp pain. When he looked up, he saw the golden light shooting towards the sky from the southwest sky.

"Master, master."

My mind was completely sluggish, and there were tears in my eyes.

He touched the faceless Buddha statue with his right hand.

Yu gritted his teeth and poured all his cultivation into the Buddha statue. The white breath was continuously drawn from Yu's body and poured into the Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue glowed with radiance, slowly expanded and became larger, and turned into a human form.

Finally became the appearance of Yu.

And Yu gradually closed his eyes, and murmured: "Master, I'm here to find you."

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The first year of Xintiandi.

Temple of destruction.

The God of Destruction stood in the courtyard in front of the practice room, a birdcage that had been corroded by the sun and the moon leaving only its frame, and a small bird landed gently on it.

With a bang, the birdcage broke directly, not to mention catching birds, and it was already impossible to support it.

God of Destruction stepped forward, picked up the broken stick with his fingers, and stroked it a few times.

Suddenly, a familiar and gentle voice came to mind: "Master, I'm here to compete with you."

(End of this chapter)